The man beside him coughed in a muffled voice, obviously holding back his smile.

Qiqi looked up and glared at him, saying unhappy: "Why are you laughing at? Be careful to take off your pants when you go back tonight!"

The smile in Chu Jiangnan's eyes was immediately replaced by shame. He looked at her reproachfully, and he whispered: "No big or small."

Suddenly, everyone's voices at the banquet suddenly became slight.

After all, it was the first time that Qiqi and Chu Jiangnan came to attend the ceremony. Everyone was quiet, so they could only pursed their lips and stopped talking.

Looking up at the soft couch in the main seat, Qiqi couldn't help but look at the Xiaoyao King again. Seeing that he was also looking at the soft couch, there was no special expression on his face, she withdrew her gaze and paid attention to the entrance behind the soft couch that was blocked by the curtain.

If someone comes out of here, except for the one who is Mengjun, they are Mengjun's original deity. This is the case for the banquet, and the host basically takes different paths from others.

Sure enough, there was already movement behind the curtain. After a while, two attendants were carrying a big screen out from behind the curtain. Two people followed behind them, and they also carried a huge screen out from behind the curtain.

Qiqi hadn't figured out what this screen was for, but the others were calmer than the other, as if they had been used to it. Three screens, one in front and one in the back were moved out, and Qiqi finally knew the use of these screens.

Two attendants placed the screen in front of the soft couch, placed it at different angles, and blocked the soft couch tightly.

Her heart sank trembled. She could already imagine what would happen next. Meng Jun would lie or sit on the soft couch after she came out of it. But no matter whether he was sitting or lying down, she didn't have the chance to see him in real life, because her vision was blocked by the damn screen!

The screen is not only large, but also very thick. Even if you can see the outline of the soft couch behind it through the screen, it is not realistic at all.

She was really disappointed, but she didn't expect that this would be the result.

Chu Jiangnan beside her gently patted the back of her hand, turned around and met his soft gaze. She nodded, without saying anything, and told him with her eyes that she was fine.

Chu Jiangnan naturally knew her disappointment, but it was understandable for Meng Jun's behavior. After all, he was Meng Shiyue's favorite emperor, so he might not be sure that this order was given by Meng Shiyue.

If it were him, he might have acted like Meng Shiyue, but others could reveal these thoughts, but he was not used to it.

Qiqi's disappointment at the beginning, and finally calmed down later. Well, her father's queen is so special and unique. Whether it is his own intention or Meng Shiyue's instruction, he can't see his face, but at least he can still see his figure.

As soon as he thought about it, the curtain was suddenly lifted up again. Two servants stepped out of it and lifted the curtain aside.

Qiqi's heart tightened and her eyes suddenly opened wide. Even though she was through the screen, she still didn't want to miss every move her father had made.

Most of the people in the venue stopped breathing at this moment, and their eyes were all swiped across the screen toward the curtain.

Sure enough, not long after, the two of them came out from the inside. From their behavior, it can be seen that they should be two attendants.

Behind the two attendants, a man with a blurred face and slender figure walked out slowly.

I really can't see clearly, even if I can't see my figure clearly, I can only vaguely see his steps to sense his existence.

But Qiqi still clenched his hands with excitement, and even his sharp nails were about to seep into the flesh and blood.

The vague figure walked towards the soft couch step by step, clearly so quiet, but it was like a breeze storing in the silence.

In fact, no one could see his face, but the wind blew that night, gently blew the veil around him, just a blurry picture, which made people feel as if they had seen the most beautiful and beautiful picture in the world. They couldn't even see his face clearly, and they actually felt that his beauty was beyond the reach of the world.

Even Qiqi didn't know why he had such a weird idea. He clearly couldn't see clearly. He couldn't even see his clothes clearly. Why did he decide that he was the most beautiful?

Could it be that like everyone else, she was blinded by the title "the most beautiful man in the dream clan"? But that was already ten or twenty years ago. Now, the world is not returning, it is probably forty years old. She is already a middle-aged man.

Especially in places like the Dream Clan, men do not rely on their strength and use their appearance as the capital to compare themselves. Even if a man in his forties is beautiful back then, he is afraid he will not be able to catch the eyes of most people now, right?

But he has enjoyed the holy favor in Meng Shiyue's harem for so many years. Until now, Meng Shiyue still regards him as a treasure in her palm. Even his face is still reluctant to let people take a look at him more. It's a pity that she can't really see him.

Sihai Bugui sat down on the soft couch. Even if he couldn't see clearly, Qiqi seemed to feel his indifferent aura.

After sitting down, he didn't know what the attendant had placed on the soft couch, so his slender body lay down slanted, not like the favorite concubine in Zichuan, who was cautious in his manners and focused on demeanor. However, this Mengjun looked more like a casual person.

You can say that he has no rules, but he cannot hate his behavior at all. Even the more he does this, the more everyone's eyes look at him will be more enthusiastic.

When she noticed the gazes of other women at the banquet, she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Even though her father is already forty years old, who is the woman who came to this banquet, isn't her eyes gazing at the figure behind the screens?

However, she really doubted how many of the women in front of her had really seen his true face.

I don’t know what Sihai Bugui said, but the two attendants standing behind him, one of them left the soft couch and walked out from behind the screen.

Unlike other waiters, she was soft and weak in behavior, this waiter looked more like a guard with a expressionless face and even her eyes were cold.

A cold gaze swept around, and suddenly stretched out his long arms, pointed at a man in light purple clothes not far from his head, and said lightly: "Please leave the seat."

After saying that, he turned around and walked behind the screen, and returned to the west and stood quietly behind Bugui.

The man in light purple clothes suddenly became frightened. He stood up from the seat suddenly, walked to the long velvet golden silk blanket in the center and knelt down, and said uneasy: "Meng... Lord Mengjun, what mistake did I... why... why did I leave the seat?"

No one paid attention to him. The two female guards who walked towards him, like the one who had just passed away, came behind him, lifted him up, and dragged him straight outward.

The man in purple dress in gorgeous clothes still called unwillingly: "Mr. Mengjun, please calm down. I really don't know... I don't know what mistake I made, Mr. Mengjun..."

It seems that their names in the palace are also casual. Except for the attendant who calls themselves villains, the names of others are not rigorous.

Qiqi looked up at the person who was dragged down from above, with confusion in her eyes. Why did her father drive this person out?

I didn't see any special behavior in this purple-clothed man just now. He seemed to be sitting quietly all the time, not the best-looking one in the audience. The best-looking ones were her senior brother and the Xiaoyao King in red. Why did the queen of the father choose him?

"He sprinkled with spices." The woman sitting not far from her left suddenly came over and said in a very light voice.

Qiqi was slightly stunned and looked at her with a look.

Before he could speak anything, the man in purple had been dragged by the guards and passed by them. A little bit of fragrance came. It really smelled like spices. Although it smelled good, it was not fresh enough and not strong enough.

He was sitting in the middle of the position just now, and there was a little distance between Qiqi and Qiqi, and it was not close to him. However, he smelled it all at once. Should her father’s nose be so flexible?

But she ignored the man and instead became curious about the woman sitting next to her: "May I ask..."

The woman immediately put her index finger on her lips, made a move to silence her, then took her index finger back, and her palm fell on the corner of her mouth, and still said in a very low voice: "Ordinary children are just here to open their eyes. Don't speak so loudly, Lord Mengjun will be unhappy."

Qiqi nodded immediately, pursed her lips, and did not dare to say anything else.

Everyone was so cautious that the whole banquet was silent and even the sound of the wind could be heard clearly. In such a low-pressure atmosphere, how should the banquet be held?

Why doesn’t she feel like she is having a banquet, but rather like an important leader giving them a speech?

His eyes passed through the screen and fell on the blurred figure. He was still lying on the soft couch, holding something in his hand. A few strands of long hair slid down from his temples, and gently shook with the evening breeze. If it weren't for the person with excellent eyesight, he wouldn't be able to see clearly.

Looking at the blown strands of hair, Qiqi's heart slowly softened as if it was blown by a gust of wind.

However, the urge to see him was even stronger. He could hardly wait to sweep away the screen in front of him and see how special her father had a face, how he was alone in the world and had an unparalleled temperament.

After the man in purple was driven out, he immediately stood up and looked at the man behind the screen. When he closed his lazy posture, he saw a bit of awe in his eyes: "I... I was sleepy when I was building autumn chrysanthemums in the backyard today, and I also had a little smell of chrysanthemums."

Of course, only Xiaoyao King is wearing a red dress and dares to stand up and speak by himself.
Chapter completed!